"Yeah, I really didn't expect to earn 20 bucks in just one day," Xie Yonghong said, patting his chest, his face still in shock and not yet settled.
"The student you're teaching might be earning even more, like 30 bucks. Her pancakes are sold for 40 cents each, and there are lots of buyers."
"What, are you jealous?" Teacher Wang asked with a smile as he put away the money into a cabinet on the side, feeling a huge weight lifted from his shoulders, as if he'd shed several mountains.
"Not at all," Xie Yonghong answered genuinely without any envy, "I've tried that kid's pancakes, they're especially delicious. Today, when she left, she gave some leftovers to her classmates, and the rest were for me. After having some, I know they're really well-made, extremely tasty. Tonight, when you get back, we'll eat those. If I weren't so strapped for cash, I'd be willing to spend the extra money to treat myself to a good breakfast too."